Rumble—!!!
High above the heavens, the once violet-gold Creation Tribulation Clouds were utterly dyed a despairing black the instant the Tribulation Lord's projection awakened.
A terrifying phantom a million zhang tall, wreathed in lightning and fire of nirvana, slowly extended half its body from the heart of the tribulation clouds. It had no features, only a bottomless black hole for a face. The pressure it radiated was so immense that space throughout the entire Myriad Worlds universe cracked with groans of unbearable strain.
The Tribulation Lord's projection!
This was no longer one of those corrupted puppets. It was a genuine will forcibly sent down by the Primordial Tribulation Lord's true body across endless time and space!
"Ant... you dare ruin this venerable one's plans time and again..."
The Tribulation Lord projection's voice was like the thunderous collapse of the universe, shaking the ground at the former site of the Human God Dynasty until it sank wildly. Its enormous, sky-shrouding hand, condensed from black mist, did not strike at Chu Tian. Instead, carrying the Law of Nirvana that would erase all things, it viciously grabbed at the Human Emperor Soul-Returning Formation formed by Chu Yunshang and the others below, as well as the Ancestral Soul Hall enshrining the remnant souls of Human Emperors throughout the ages!
It intended to exploit this most crucial final moment of Chu Tian's breakthrough into the Creation Realm—the moment when he could least afford distraction—to devour Chu Tian's foundation, his family, and the Human Race's final hope in one gulp!
"Not good!"
Chu Tian was currently at the absolute threshold between the peak of the Mythical Realm and the Creation Realm. The Primordial Great Thousand World within him was expanding madly, and the gate to Creation had already been pushed half open.
If he distracted himself